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The Forgotten Land: The Return of the Giants The Reason
At almost midnight, Bosy stared into the apartment from the balcony. None inside could see him. Even Francel hadn’t sensed him.Francel and Alta Presion were curled up on the couch. Ciel Karhillaz sat in the arm chair, eating ice cream. Wimer Aslix wasn’t in the living room, but it only took a moment to find his aura in their bedroom.Their? Bosy smiled. Yeah, theirs. He doubted that Wimer Aslix would go back to his and Francel’s room, and hell, even Alta Presion wasn’t using his room anymore.Only once during the height of the sun at noon had his skin prickled a bit. Bosy was pretty sure the only thing he couldn’t do now was fly. And considering how fast he could run and how high he could jump, not being able to fly hardly mattered.He took another deep breath. Just being around them was going to endanger them. Not from him, but Jun would not, would not, just let Bosy threaten him like he had.Bosy tried to convince himself that Jun would see sense, realize that Bosy had no desire at
The Forgotten Land: The Return of the Giants Lose Sleep
Francel held Alta’s body close. The faerie was breathing, but each breath came as a rattle. His skin had gone cold. So very cold, and yet the edges of his wings continued to smolder, like dying charcoal. Wimer Aslix kept a hand on his arm, sending him bursts of energy. Ciel Karhillaz had his arm around Francel’s shoulders, and when Francel couldn’t look at Alta anymore, he shut his eyes and leaned against the young zombie.“Come on, Francel,” Wimer Aslix said. “We’re here.”Francel very carefully carried Alta across the courtyard. A few reporters asked some question.Ciel Karhillaz said, “He’s just sleeping. We’ve been working hard for our debut.”And then they were inside and at the elevator.Ueda and Athena, Hiel and his human, Tegoshi and another faerie, who was introduced as Nimro, were in the hallway waiting for them.“I am so glad you guys are here,” Francel said.Ueda nodded. “Now that I see him, I’m glad you called me. He needs light, fast.”“Fuck,” Nimro said.Ueda shot him a
The Forgotten Land: The Return of the Giants Short Notice
“Okay.”Bosy sighed and tried to relax.========Francel stared at Alta Presion for hours, counted the breaths he took, measuring each, making sure they were stronger than the one before. He now knew how Alta Presion must have felt when he shifted early. Francel held his hand, and pressed kisses to his forehead and his palm.Alta suddenly coughed. Hard, body shaking. Francel watched him, scared. A bolt of light shot from Alta’s other hand, burning the headboard.Francel called for Ueda and ducked away from another stream.Ueda ran in, took one look at him and cursed in Japanese. He immediately threw up a shield of air around Alta as more light flew from his fingers.“Damn, Heechul.”“What’s wrong?”“He’s rejecting our light.”“And that means –““That means only the bastard that took it can give it back.”“Fuck.”“Yeah. I have him stabilized. As long as that light weave stays around him, the light has no choice but to go back into him. It will keep him alive, but … shit. I have to go f
The Forgotten Land: The Return of the Giants Dare to Dare
Clan members.What?I have nine clan members I can’t take care of, Bosy let him see the newbies.Fuck. Stupid dumb bitch Lexy.Tell me about it. She had vampires less than fifty years old trying to turn humans into rogues. I’m surprised there aren’t more newbies.And you won’t do a power transfer?No way. You’d take over the Counsel as soon as you could.Do you really think you’re that powerful?It’s not about abilities, it’s about attitude and you know it. I couldn’t take over the Counsel because I don’t want to. You want to.That’s not necessarily a bad thing.Bosy scoffed, and he felt Jun smile.Okay, so I go with you for …Moral support.Jun snorted. You’re such an emotional creature, Bosy. Do you ever think you’ll grow out of it?I hope not. You come and support me, collaborate my story about Lexy’s death, and then you get clan members. Of course, it has to be approved by Miyavi because only he can transfer them without a full power transfer.So in other words, you get what you w
The Forgotten Land: The Return of the Giants Laughter In His Head
“Okay, okay okay, fuck. I’ll do it. Just… god, keep the zombie away from me!”Ciel Karhillaz smiled and stepped back. He kept the flesh in his hand. Ueda pulled Herra to his feet.“You hurt him again and I’ll let Ciel Karhillaz at you first before I kill you,” Francel said, a growl in his voice.Herra snarled at them both.Ueda dropped the magic from the orb around Alta and then from Herra’s control. Herra was muttering under his breath, but he raised his hands and sent a steady stream of light at Alta Presion.Francel held his breath, but Ueda wasn’t panicking, so whatever Herra was doing was what he was supposed to do.At first, the light did the same as it had before, just disappeared, but then after a few moments, it seeped into Alta’s body, under his skin. Alta gasped, back arching, and then he fell to the bed. Still. His back rose with a shuddering breath.In the next moment, the leash was again around Herra’s neck.“You touch him again, Hee,” Ueda said, “and loyalties be damned
The Forgotten Land: The Return of the Giants Laughter In His Head Part II
A set of heavy oak doors stood open and they walked into a circular, open chamber. The ceiling rose at least twenty feet over their heads. The carvings and pictures continued up and around in intricate detail. In the center of the room was a single, round dais. There were four vampires on the dais. Two of them had their lips locked together.“Ah, and here I thought you weren’t going to start without us.”One of the kissing vampires held his middle finger up at Jun.“Where’s Kei?”“Took off as soon as you registered,” Uruha said with a grin.Jun scoffed.Another vampire stood and walked over to Uruha. He was barefoot. His hair was long, ranging from blond to black in various sections. He wore a simple white vest and pants. There was a white strip of cloth over his nose. Bosy had only heard his name once. Reita, and that was when Yamapi was cursing Uruha after he’d asked about their relationship.Reita and Uruha stared at each other, talking mentally and then Reita’s gaze fell on Bosy.
The Forgotten Land: The Return of the Giants Start It
Not long after Bosy finished showering, a voice echoed around him, “Everyone of importance to the main chamber, please. Again. Everyone of importance to the main chamber.”He heard Yamapi whimper in frustration.Two seconds later, Jun and Yamapi were in the bathroom with him, naked. They headed to the shower.“Gosh, couldn’t he have waited until we were through, fuck.” Yamapi slammed the shower stall open.“You’ll live,” Bosy said.They both snorted.Showered and dressed, the three of them found Ryo and Shige waiting for them. Shige was still a bit loopy, with a silly grin on his face, but he wasn’t stumbling anymore.“Too much human blood for you,” Jun said.“Oh, yeah, baby,” he replied.Jun looked at Bosy. You leading, oh powerful one?No. I don’t even know where the main chamber is.Jun spun around and headed down the hall, again with Yamapi and Bosy on one side, and the other two on the other.The main chamber was through another door off the entry way. The ceiling here was even h
The Forgotten Land: The Return of the Giants Call For Help
Francel shook his head. “No, management has finally decided to postpone our debut. But tomorrow night, we are shooting the video for “I’m Better Than You”. Oh, and Lee Sooman says he’s going to move us to a different apartment. We don’t know where yet, but he wants us in a building and an area with more security.”Bosy nodded. “Good. I’m going to go sleep for sixteen hours.”Bosy went to the bathroom. Wimer Aslix was already waiting for him, naked, in the bathtub. Bosy grinned, and striped as quickly as he could. He ducked into the shower stall to rinse most of the blood and semen off his skin.He settled with a groan into the warm water. Wimer Aslix wrapped arms around him from behind.Are you going to tell me what’s going on with your clan?No. You can jump in my head and see it. I’m too tired for anything else.I’m going to be pissed off, aren’t I?Yes.But—Miyavi refused to give them to Jun. Let’s just say I pissed him off a bit when we threw him out of my head. He gave me a clan
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Fuck With Air
“What?” Bosy asked.“I need some fucking air,” Ken said, tracking Donghae’s movements across the ballroom.“Balcony, out that way,” Bosy said and gestured with his glass. “Leave Hero with me?”Ken scoffed and then pushed Meer up. He took Meer’s hand. He barely managed to smile at the men he passed on his way to the balcony. He kept Donghae in his line of sight, and made sure that Donghae saw him slip outside.The balcony was large, and there were already couples around it, engrossed in each other’s bodies. Ken led Meer to a shadowy nook created by two columns. He held him tightly and took shuddering breaths. “Fuck, this night is just getting fucking worse.”Five minutes passed, and then Donghae appeared in front of them. He lit a cigarette. Ken grabbed his arm, and practically threw him against a column.“Ow, Ken, that hurt,” Donghae said and rubbed his shoulder.“Tell me. Now.”Donghae’s eyes flicked to Meer. “I’d rather not.”“Trust me. It’s alright if he hears.”“I don’t trust slav
Nevermind Part II
Ken frowned, but Meer smiled. Another kiss. “There’s a predator in the form of your best friend coming up on us fast.”Ken sighed and pressed his forehead against Meer’s.“Might Ken!”Ken turned around, keeping Meer pressed against the wall. Bosy wore a black suit, shirt and tie. All five of his slaves flanked him. They all wore tight white pants. Bosy grinned at him. “I didn’t actually think you’d come.”“I had incentive.” And just to piss Bosy off, he asked, “Where’s your wife?”Bosy’s eyes narrowed. “Probably on her back with one of her lovers.”Bosy had done the proper thing. Married a girl, sired an heir, and then set them up in a separate estate. It made Ken sick. He was expected to do the same thing. And before he was thirty.He sighed. “Sorry, Chunnie. I’m in a bad mood.”“You’re in a bad mood? With Hero here? You’re crazy. I came over to get a closer look at him.”“You’ve seen him.”“Not all dressed up,” Bosy said with a leer.Ken shut his eyes briefly and then moved to the s
Nevermind
Ken groaned when something dug into his side.Someone chuckled above him.And then lips pressed against his neck, traveled down his shoulder.“Ken, you have to get up. I already have coffee ready. Don’t you want coffee?”“What time is it?” Ken mumbled.“Eight fifteen.”“Fuck.”“Like I said, you need to wake up.”Ken rubbed his eyes and forced himself to sit up. His whole body hurt. “Fuck,” he said again. He tried vainly to remember what appointments he had today.“Where’s my cell phone?”“Nope. You are not calling in,” Meer said. “Yoona already called when you weren’t there at eight. She told me to remind you about the Choi deal.”Ken shut his eyes and feel back to the bed. “I hate dealing with the Choi’s.”“Do you like dealing with anyone?”Ken opened one eye and grinned. “You.”Meer blushed and looked away.Ken tugged on his arm and Meer let himself be pulled. He curled up against his side. Ken leaned down for a kiss. Meer smiled against Ken’s lips. Ken’s fingers found the hem of Me
Sleep For Life
The guy clicked his tongue at him. “You’re a terrible liar.” The drink arrived and the guy sipped at it. “My name is Aiden.”“Now who’s the liar?”A hand settled on Ken’s thigh. “What if I told you I wanted you to fuck me? Would you think I was lying?”“No, but no thanks.”“Oh, come on. Let me be your angel for the night.”Ken froze, and then shut his eyes in defeat before turning to look at the guy. He smirked and downed his drink.“Come on, Might Michael,” he said, proving he knew exactly who Ken was. “Let me take you to heaven.”Ken let him take his hand. He led him through the club, past drugged out bodies moving to a steady beat. They entered a dark hallway, and as they turned corner after corner, went down a set of stairs and then turned more corners, Ken started getting nervous.Finally, he stopped and opened a door.Ken entered a sparsely furnished room lit by a single bulb. Couch, table, a couple of chairs. As soon as the door shut, the guy was pressed against him, laying bit
I'm Not Ken
God, he hated the Senator’s parties. It was less a dinner and more of an excuse to get drunk, show off and trade slaves.At precisely nine, Yoona buzzed him. “Ken, I’m sorry, but Lee Sungmin refuses to talk to me anymore.”“Patch him through, NaNa.”Ken lost himself in work.At eleven he was considering going home and taking a long lunch. And then Yoona buzzed him again. “Bosy is here to see you.”Ken shut his eyes and sighed. “Send him in, Na.”Bosy sauntered in, once again dragging the tall Doushiten named Justin behind him. Bosy flung the kid onto the floor, and hooked the handcuffs to the arm of the chair.“Hey, Yunnie,” he said.“Bosy. What do I owe the pleasure?”“Just bored, thought I’d visit. I’m going to go use your bathroom.”Ken studied Justin. He didn’t look up, head lowered. More bruises and cuts covered his back and neck and chest.Ken spared the bathroom a glance and then rose. He moved around his desk and sat in the chair. Justin flinched, but didn’t pull away, when Ke
The Senator
They finished the run in silence, Ken contemplating that. It wasn’t until they returned and Meer dropped to the floor to stretch that Ken asked, “Why haven’t you killed me and made a run for it?”Meer had his legs spread, almost in splits. He leaned his upper body to the floor and stretched his arms out. “That would be dishonorable.”“Why?”“Okay, so it wouldn’t be. But it’d be stupid. Because honestly, where am I going to go?” He lifted his legs off the floor, moaning, and Ken had to swallow against a sudden dry mouth. He could only imagine how stretched Meer’s quads were right then.“You’re staring.”“You’re flexible.”“Part of the training.” Meer sat up, winked at him and then lay on the floor. He pressed his hands flat by his head and then pushed his body into an arch. “You should be stretching after a run like that.”“Probably.”He kicked his legs up, effortlessly moving into a handstand. He held it and then bent his knees. He did a couple of pushups and then let his feet fall to
It's Saturday
Meer woke him up at five-thirty.“Fuck, Meer, it’s Saturday.”“I’m sorry, Master. Is there a different time you’d like me to wake you up on Saturdays?”Ken squeezed his eyes shut. “Just later. Eight or nine.”“Very well, Master.”And then it registered. Ken sat up. “Meer?”Meer turned at the door and lowered his head. “Yes, Master?”“Stop it.”“Stop what, Master?”“Stop that. What is wrong with you?”“I don’t know what you mean, Master.”Ken growled, stood up and stalked over to him. “Knock it off.”“If Master would tell—”Ken grabbed his shoulders and pushed him against the wall. “Don’t do this, Meer.”“Do what, Master?”Ken pulled him back and then slammed him against the wall again. “Don’t.”“Why not?” That defiant look was back in his eyes. “Because you said so. Master?”Ken sighed. He moved his hands from Meer’s shoulders and then put them against the wall. He let his arms bend until his forearms rested against the wall. Their bodies aligned. Ken let his head fall to one of his a
No Idea
“What?”“Justin. It’s Justin.”“What’s Justin?”“Bosy’s …”“You know Bosy’s new slave?”He nodded. “We were … not friends. More like rivals, I guess.” Meer sighed and sat up. He played with the buttons on Ken’s shirt, not looking him in the eye. “Our families were allies. Our kingdoms shared a border. Justin and I are First Sons, heirs to be king.”Ken gasped.Meer smirked. “I know, right? Hence the irony of life, thing. Anyway. Our rivalry mainly stemmed from our birth status. Technically, we were the same rank, but Justin was a First Child, First Son, and I had eight older sisters. But I am older than he is. It seems stupid now, but then, it mattered a great deal. We competed in fairs and mock battles and for women.”Meer stopped, finally met Ken’s eyes and then climbed off his lap. Ken followed him into the kitchen. “I always mocked him. Told him one day, he’d be my slave and he’d have to wash my feet while I sipped champagne from his family goblets.”When he started making tea, Ke
What's A Justin
“I’m not here for me, Yong. I don’t know if rumors have circulated yet, but I bought a slave and he needs clothes.”The man’s eyes narrowed. “There are stores for—”“Considering his status as my first slave, I decided that he should only have the very best. I can’t have him running around looking like an uncivilized foreigner.”“This is completely unprecedented.”“Yes, I realize that. But I’m sure you can find a way to compensate the inconvenience.”“Of course, Might Ken.” And Ken was certain there’d be a hefty “service charge” on this final bill. “We’d be happy to supply you with everything he needs.”“Thank you, Yong. He needs everything, all the way down to socks and underwear.”He called over a couple of other associates.“Hero, stand up,” Ken said, voice shaking when he said ‘Hero’. Meer stood immediately. One of the others took Meer’s measurements and Yong shouted at the other one to start taking clothes to the dressing room.Ken and Meer locked eyes. Meer had that look again, t
